I've Been Persuaded
I've been persuaded to come out of retirement, sorry, that should read grumpiness after yesterdays disaster. It just goes to show. The old adages are the best. When working with these feckin' things always save, save, save.
Anyway. Grumpiness aside. What I was writing about yesterday has no more relevance for today. In other words, I couldn't be arsed doing the same thing over again. I am sure that as I write here now something will appear in my mind that I feel I should share with everyone who reads this. That is all 4 of us, so far!
Let's see now. Got up. Had food. Got dressed. Faffed about. Decided to go out. Went to the post office to post off a load of parcels to peoples from around the earth who paid me money for my junk on Ebay. Wandered about for a wee while. Went into a cafe for a coffee. Looked at the price and said 'Feck that', I'll go home and make myself one for nothing. Now we are up to the stage that I am writing this stuff.
While am writing this I phoned my daughter. Had a chat with her as it seems that I haven't seen or spoken to her for days. She does live in this house.
Wait. Wait. There was something that I saw while i was out. Something that reminded me of Monty Python from all those years ago.
It is a lovely day. Blue sky. Sunshine etc. My neighbour, God bless him, (he's a DUP man true and true) was sitting out in his front garden getting a few rays. Now this kindly neighbour of mine is not the youngest kid on the block but there he was, shirt, ties, jacket, trousers, trouser legs rolled up above his knees.....!
That's the part that reminded me of the Monty Python days. In my mind I saw John Cleese / Eric Idle etc on the beach. All my neighbour need was the knotted hankie on his head.
Later this week I have to have some blood tests done. nothing serious. Just to check levels of something in my body. I have been put on yet more feckin' tablets to keep me alive. That now makes a total of 23 tablets a day to keep me going. I often wonder how I would feel if I stopped taking them altogether. Maybe it's a conspiracy. The Government want people like me to take these tablets so that the drug companies can make billions. Anyway, 23 is the number. Is there anyone out there that can beat that. I also have 4 injections a day, 5 on a Sunday. Let's hear from you. It would be very interesting.
The one thing that I always wondered about the above. Would / could I drink more Dr Smirnoff if I stopped the tablets? Interesting thought there. Very interesting indeed.
By the way. Does nobody out there have any Rolling Stones stuff lying about that they don't want anymore? I have asked, requested and begged many times throughout this blog for kind donations but nobody has come forward yet. A good home will be made for anything that is offered. First contact can be made by clicking on the title above. should you want to be anonymous. But don't be shy. Hoke those old vinyls out. As Mick Jagger once sang 'I am waiting' Maybe that's a bit before your time. It was a B side to one of their 60's hits.
Don't forget now, the great secret of working with these things. Save, save, save.
Look forward to your comments as always
Posted :: Monday 4/14/2008 7:48:00 AM